Chapter 411: Let's Go Together
Julian looked sideways at the scoop of soup that the three teammates were fighting for, and suddenly said, "If you want to do it, come on." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Cheng Qianxun was stunned, what do you mean?
There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Julian's mouth: "Don't think about it too much, let's go together." ā
After the three of them looked at each other, they thought for less than two seconds, turned around almost at the same time, and sure enough, they did it! It was immediately clear that it was not about not doing it, but about waiting for the right time.
The hot chicken soup in his hand was poured towards Julian. Julian ducked under the table, and the chicken soup was all spilled on the table chairs and the draped tablecloth. This is called a critical juncture, regardless of whether it looks good or not
Seeing Gordon and Snead pinching the left and right handles of the soup bucket alone, Cheng Qianxun was worried that Julian would be burned, and hurriedly shouted: "My chicken soup!" ā
"Alright then!" The two of them put the pot down again and threw themselves on the table.
Rudolph was already holding a Western knife at this time, "Whoa~" The table was overturned by Julian who was hiding under the table, and the plates, bowls, knives and forks on the table fell to the ground with a clatter.
Sneijder picked up a fork from the ground, and Gordon picked up a broken diskette, and before he could get anything else, Julian was already standing up from behind his desk.
Cheng Qianxun took his own bowl of chicken soup and hid to the side, watching the men start fighting with trepidation.
Rudolph didn't do it first, he mostly killed people with brains and guns, not brute force. Wait for Gordon and Sneijder to go up, and if they get their hands on it, he'll be the last to come and stab.
Julian was completely different from before, and he pulled up the tablecloth on the floor, and the broken dishes on top of it shook to the ground with a loud noise. Then he aimed the cloth at Gordon's head, which pounced on him. Then he pinched Sneiard's kicking foot and pushed it out, and Sneijder's huge figure was actually pushed out, but fortunately fell on the bed seven steps away, otherwise he would have fallen miserably.
Rudolph waited for Gordon to put the bully on his head and attacked with him.
Gordon's grappling skills are good, as long as he holds it down, Rudolph can go up and it will be a result. At this time, Sneijder quickly rolled off the bed and pounced.
Gordon grabbed Julian's arm and was about to twist back, Rudolph was also ready with a dinner knife, and Sneijder only had two steps left to reinforce him.
Cheng Qianxun's hands shaking as he pinched the chicken soup, and cold sweat leaked out.
But it was clear that Julian was more powerful, and instead of being twisted, he clenched his other hand into a fist and punched Gordon in the cheek. With a "bang", Gordon was knocked to the ground.
Seeing Sneijder and Rudolph pounce together, he kicked one by one without hurrying, all in the abdomen. The speed is so fast, it has surpassed ordinary people, and you can be described as electric flint. Sneijder and Rudolph fell to their knees, clutching their stomachs in pain, and did not get up for a long time.
Julian exhaled and stood on top of the mess, facing Cheng Qianxun, who was holding a bowl and standing next to him in a daze.
He smiled slightly: "Don't you help?" ā
Cheng Qianxun looked at his teammates lying and kneeling on the ground, and Gordon slowly sat up and wiped the cracked corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. A little dumbfounded, he asked, "Who do you help?" ā
Julian laughed violently, and he walked over, and walked over from the three "killers", without looking at him. walked up to Cheng Qianxun, took the bowl in her hand, scooped a little soup with a spoon, and tasted it.
"Well, it does taste good." He scooped and ate as he said, "You know how much strength I have, right?" Don't expect Chihiro to kill me and put too much pressure on her. ā
The three professionals can't deal with him, and it's true that Cheng Qianxun is not a dish.
"Ahem... Sneijder coughed a few times and raised his head in pain: "It's amazing." ā
Rudolph also coughed because of his physiological reaction: "His bones are metal, is there a motor on his muscles?" ā
After Julian drank half a bowl of chicken soup, he put Cheng Qianxun in his arms, walked to the dining car, put the bowl away, and when he walked to the door, he said to the maid who had been standing like a log: "Clean up." ā
It was a terrible cleanup, with debris everywhere and chicken soup spilled on the carpet.
"This chicken soup is good, scoop two more bowls over, and give them the rest!" Julian looked at the three people sitting on the ground again: "Fortunately, you didn't waste all the chicken soup that Chihiro cooked, otherwise you would have been hungry tonight." After speaking, he hugged Cheng Qianxun and left.
Walking in the corridor, Cheng Qianxun was still worried, for fear of settling accounts afterwards, so he asked softly: "Don't plan to lock them up?" ā
"What are you doing locked up?" Julian smiled and said, "They won't go anywhere until they kill me." Besides, there is food and drink here, and there are women, if it were me, I would not run away to eat and sleep in the open, worried and afraid. ā
It can only be said that the thoughts of these highly intelligent people are difficult to understand, and I really don't know what Julian wants to do next. But there was one thing she understood, and the pressure did decrease, because she knew very well, including her teammates, that she was going to kill Julian with her ability - dream!
Perhaps Julian was trying to prove this, and she looked sideways at Julian gratefully, silently continuing to follow him.
There were plenty of rooms here, and in the other room, after they were seated, two bowls of chicken soup were served.
After taking a few sips, Julian raised his head and teased, "Your teammates must be in another room now, drinking the same chicken soup as us, and discussing how to kill me next." ā
Cheng Qianxun asked: "Are they discussing how to kill you in their spare time?" ā
"No!" Julian scooped up a piece of potato and put it in his mouth and chewed it, the potato was crispy and effortless to eat, but it was delicious mixed with chicken broth: "They never say it, obviously you have experienced a lot and have a tacit understanding." ā
Cheng Qianxun's heart darkened again, and he held the spoon for a long time: "Then you... What are you going to do? ā
Julian smiled slightly, and said mysteriously: "There will be a way, don't worry, eat it, it should taste bad if it is cold." ā
What's the solution? If Julian doesn't die, they will die, and in the end, no one will be able to escape.
Cheng Qianxun sighed inadvertently, picked up the spoon and continued to eat. Even if you are going to die in the next second, at least eat your stomach first now.
The kitchen was on fire again, and bread, steaks, and five dishes were served.
Seeing the fat intestines, Cheng Qianxun was happy: "There is still this." ā
Julian ate the steak and said leisurely: "I really don't know why Orientals like to eat this, it is said that as long as it is not poisonous, no matter how many legs it is, what it looks like, they can eat it, and this is probably the reason why they can survive." ā
Cheng Qianxun took a piece of specially prepared chopsticks and put it in his mouth, "Hmm~" It was slippery, fat and fragrant, and it was crispy. The cook also added a small amount of chili peppers, which tasted like Sichuan food, and her eyebrows jumped when she ate it.
She quickly grabbed another piece, chewed it in her mouth, and asked a little inarticulately, "Do you want a piece?" ā
"Forget it." Julian refused.
Another small cup of things came, but it was only placed in front of Cheng Qianxun. Julian asked curiously, "What is this strange thing?" ā
After Cheng Qianxun opened it, he scooped a spoonful: "Oh, pig lung soup." ā
She tasted it: "It tastes good, in fact, I would love to eat pig brains." ā
"Oh my God!" Julian put down the spoon and leaned back in his chair looking like he was about to faint, making Cheng Qianxun laugh.
After dinner, the two stood on the terrace and watched the scenery.
Julian put his arm around her waist behind him: "Your story must be many, many, and now I can tell it." ā
The dark clouds in my heart began to shroud again: "The less you know, the better, sooner or later I will either die or leave." But I don't want to go when you're dead. ā
She's been thinking about how to get the best of both worlds. But when you think about it, you really can't think of it: "You really have to die before the robots can all shut down?" ā
"Yes." Julian replied in the affirmative: "The core area of my heart is the main engine, and it is connected to the body, once it is installed, it cannot be replaced, at most it can be replaced with parts and repairs." ā
He turned Cheng Qianxun's body around, looked at her face full of worry, and smiled comfortingly: "Everything is helpless for mediocre talents, but I am different, I am a god." Nothing will be a gods, rest assured. ā
God? Julian was indeed a god in the glass house at the foot of the mountain, the man and woman in the so-called Garden of Eden. Perhaps the gods in many books are either imagined in science fiction, or humans or other races that are technologically advanced than ancient humans.
Successive kings have always been subject to heaven, and have always given the title of son of heaven and son of God to signify a reasonable, legitimate, and religiously ruling people. But Julian did even better, he created a religion, he was a god himself.
Julian raised his head and looked at the sky: "It's not early, let's take a bath and go to sleep." ā
"Hmm!" Cheng Qianxun nodded and walked in, taking a set of towel bathrobes from the wardrobe next to him.
Julian smiled and sat on the sofa: "Do you want to wash together?" The bathtubs are all massaged for two, don't waste them. ā
"Bah~" Cheng Qianxun sneered: "Don't you feel tired yet?" ā
"It's just a bath." Julian is sometimes as thick-skinned as a man: "It's been a long time since anyone helped me wipe my back." ā
Cheng Qianxun closed the cabinet door and walked to the bathroom: "If you also help me wipe my back, I will also help you wipe it." ā
By the time she opened the bathroom door, Julian was already smiling and following her...
Washed and lying on the bed, the whole body was soft, and I didn't even bother to wear pajamas.
Julian was beside him, and he asked lightly, "Chihiro, if Sneijder and I had to choose one, who would you choose?" ā
Sneijder was squeezed out by Julian, and Sneijder must have been helpless.
"I don't know." She replied blandly. Everything in your body is not your own, what right do you have to choose?
"Do you love me, then?" Julian asked again.
She thought for a moment, but then replied, "I don't know." ā
Julian turned sideways, pulled away the thin quilt on her body, and licked it on her chest, making her chest hot and panting a little quickly, and then smiled at her: "What now?" ā
She gasped and looked at the handsome man helplessly: "I just know, you can call the doctor to come over for first aid again." ā
Julian laughed out loud and lay down and hugged her. (To be continued.) )